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My girlfriend's cat Max chasing a moth.
Of our 3 cats, Max is probably the best bugger. He goes crazy whenever there's a moth or some other type of insect around and if the bug is high on the wall, he'll cry until one of us picks him up and gets him close to it. But I don't think he's ever killed a mouse.
My cat Nero on the other hand couldn't care less about bugs. But when it comes to mice, he's pretty deadly. Knock wood, we don't have mice in our house, but back in my last apartment, there was one winter where the mouse situation in the building was pretty bad.
Nero racked up about a dozen confirmed kills. Fortunately, he only brought me one that was still alive.
Happy Furry Friday!
Die Liebermann-Villa ist die ehemalige Sommervilla des Malers Max Liebermann. Sie liegt direkt am Wannsee in Berlin und ist seit 2006 ständig als Museum zugänglich.
The Liebermann-Villa shows work and life of the impressionist painter Max Liebermann.
A Dakota, Missouri Valley & Western train bound for Bismarck has just departed from Max, North Dakota on August 14, 2020.
This is Max's face when he finds something unusual, this time a Babk Vole. On a walk through Plumford.....
Got a new sweater from Roomtwo on etsy :) It's not quite right for his body (It's a ladies sweater haha) but I think it looks cute on him :)
Max spent a very enjoyable ten minutes rolling about on the carpet in the sunlight! We haven't seen much the last week or two!
tomada un dia lunes a las 10:33 de la mañana, salimos de chota y recorriamos la pampa de ña jaco mi viejita, yo y el perro max, el largo viaje ameritaba un descanso.
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San Pedro, Chota, Cajamarca, Perú
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Am Max-Weber-Platz (27. Oktober 1988) trennen sich U4 und U5. Der Bahnhof wird leider durch eine undefinierte Baumaßnahme an allen Ecken und Enden verunstaltet, daher die fehlenden Deckenpanele – so sollte es hier eigentlich aussehen: www.u-bahn-muenchen.de/netz/bahnhoefe/mw/.
Coronian Underground #43.
**Max, at Work.**
Watching him paint was, for me, much more than simply a photographic opportunity.
It meant entering his world, respectfully and on tiptoe. A world made of silence, thoughts, glances, gestures, and that deep concentration that belongs to someone who has devoted an important part of his life to creativity.
While he paints, Max seems almost to forget everything around him. He is immersed in his own time, in his ideas, in the emotions that slowly take shape on the canvas.
And perhaps this is the most fascinating part: not knowing what is passing through his mind, yet somehow being able to perceive that something is happening.
What he sees and feels belongs only to him. It comes from sensitivity, experience, empathy, and everything that, throughout his life, has settled within him.
I simply tried to capture a few moments of that experience, allowing his gestures, his eyes, and his work to tell what words cannot fully explain.
Because sometimes, there is no need to explain what happens inside.
**It is enough to look.**
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**Max, al lavoro.**
Guardarlo mentre dipinge è stato, per me, qualcosa di più di una semplice occasione fotografica.
È stato entrare, con rispetto e in punta di piedi, nel suo mondo. Un mondo fatto di silenzi, pensieri, sguardi, gesti e di quella concentrazione profonda che accompagna chi ha dedicato una parte importante della propria vita alla creatività.
Mentre dipinge, Max sembra quasi dimenticare tutto ciò che lo circonda. È immerso nel suo tempo, nelle sue idee, nelle emozioni che lentamente prendono forma sulla tela.
Ed è forse questo l'aspetto più affascinante: non sapere cosa stia attraversando la sua mente, ma riuscire comunque a percepire che qualcosa sta accadendo.
Quello che vede e sente appartiene soltanto a lui. Nasce dalla sensibilità, dalle esperienze, dall'empatia e da tutto ciò che, nel corso della vita, si è sedimentato dentro di lui.
Io ho semplicemente cercato di fermare alcuni istanti di quel momento, lasciando che fossero i suoi gesti, i suoi occhi e il suo lavoro a raccontare ciò che le parole non riescono a spiegare.
Perché, qualche volta, non serve raccontare ciò che accade dentro.
**È sufficiente guardare.**
We got Max as a rescue dog. He had three previous homes. He was bred as a badger baiter but failed, thankfully, taken on by a family who starved him and then us. Dramatically my daughters went to see him when I was at work. A text to me said "I will die if daddy says no!" I said yes as he chose us. Since we got him he has been nothing but perfeck, the best family dog ever, carering, loving, funny, a long distance walker and a friend. He is getting older, 14 this March and looking very white. He has developed a limp, bad wind but still he loves his humans and his walks and his chews! He has been with the girls as long as they can remember and on holidays, days out and important experiences, as far as I am concerned the best dog anyone could want.....Max, or his full name, Maximilian Mackymoomoo